Chapter 1992 People Are Always Obsessed with the Past

The sound of pattering rain faintly entered the room, which echoed with the sound of shallow breathing. There were several dolls on the bed with pillows stacked on them. The two slept with their backs to each other, and the atmosphere was inexplicably dull.

"I turned off the lights." Yao Ziyan said softly, breaking the slightly quiet atmosphere.

"Yeah." Qingyuan replied softly.

The soft and bright light gradually dimmed, and the deep twilight slowly eroded from all directions. Through the dim lights passing through the windows, the outlines of things in the room could be vaguely seen. In this dark environment, the sound of rain became a little noisy. .

"I'm sorry, I was retreating and breaking through at the time, and I didn't notice the monk's plan at all..."

Qingyuan suddenly spoke, her voice sounded a little dry.

"It's all over." Yao Ziyan interrupted Qingyuan's words.

"But..." Qingyuan turned around and seemed to want to say something.

"It's nothing, it's over for me." Yao Ziyan also turned around with a slight smile on her lips.

In the darkness, those purple glazed eyes seemed to exude a hazy brilliance, Qingyuan stared blankly, not knowing how to react.

The thing that Qingyuan said was naturally the matter of Yao Ziyan being chased and killed. Although she finally encountered Luochuan and the matter was easily resolved, she still couldn't let it go. No matter what, it was because of the forces she created that Yao Zi was born. Smoke is in danger, and she can't help because of her retreat...

"It's all over. Besides, if these things hadn't happened, I wouldn't have met Luo Chuan, right?" Yao Ziyan asked back with a smile.

"That's what I said, but..." Qingyuan seemed a little anxious.

"I've never blamed you." Yao Ziyan gently pressed her fingers on Qingyuan's lips, her bright eyes with a soft arc.

Qingyuan was silent for a while, then suddenly sniffed and turned her head slightly.

"Can you stop being so gentle all the time?"

"Gentle?" Yao Ziyan blinked, thinking of what she had done to make her expression fierce, she frowned, "I'm super fierce."

Qingyuan couldn't help but burst out laughing, the corners of her eyes were a little wet, thinking that she laughed out of tears.

He stretched out his arms and hugged the girl beside him, feeling the tenderness of the girl's body: "Ziyan, you are so cute."

"Well, I think so too." Yao Ziyan agreed with Qingyuan's vision, "By the way, you have been struggling with this matter for so long? Did you finally find a chance to clarify it with me today?"

Qingyuan hummed softly.

"As for what?" Yao Ziyan looked at the people around her helplessly.

"Why not?" Qing Yuan glared, "You are my best friend, but because of me... and I haven't been able to help me, do you know how anxious I am after I leave? I'm all looking for the traces you left, if I hadn't heard about the Origin Mall by accident, I wouldn't know where to find you now."

"Well..." Yao Ziyan thought about it seriously, "It's really difficult for you."

"Hey, what do you mean?" Qing Yuan puffed up her cheeks in dissatisfaction.

"I didn't say anything, what you think is none of my business, and don't you feel hot?" Yao Ziyan smiled and got away from Qingyuan's embrace, which made her feel much more comfortable, but she couldn't help it. Yawned, "I'm sleepy, go to bed early."

He closed his eyes, ready to fall asleep.

"Don't, I didn't come here simply to sleep in the same bed with you." Qing Yuan still remembered her purpose of coming here, pinching Yao Ziyan's cheek to prevent her from sleeping, "Don't sleep, give me that first Explain things in the movie world clearly."

"So sleepy~" Yao Ziyan wrapped the quilt tightly and replied with narrowed eyes.

"It doesn't matter if you go to bed late, let's talk about it." Qingyuan pinched Yao Ziyan's waist lightly in the quilt.

"Yeah, what are you doing!"

Yao Ziyan suddenly let out a small exclamation, and most of her drowsiness dissipated, and Qingyuan smiled smugly.

Yao Ziyan sighed helplessly, sat up from the quilt, her face flushed slightly red: "Just tell you, don't do it all the time, it's very strange."

"Yeah, I see." Qingyuan buried most of her face in the quilt, her jet-black eyes staring at Yao Ziyan, for fear of missing something.

"I was talking about the new application of holographic equipment, which Luo Chuan called [Fantasy World]." Yao Ziyan whispered about the news she heard from Luo Chuan.

"So what does the fantasy world have in common with the Kolo world? Do they both belong to the real world?" Qingyuan was very curious.

"I asked Luo Chuan this question before." Yao Ziyan pulled the hair on the side of her face behind her ear and smiled softly, "Actually, the fantasy world has another name called 'Dream of Origin'."

"A dream of origin? Sounds a bit special." Qingyuan thought.

The products in the Origin Mall seem to be named after "Origin".

Yao Ziyan said slowly: "Actually, in a sense, there is not much difference between the fantasy world and the real world..."

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system space.

Pooli's light curtains overlap like curtains, containing endless starlight, endless colors and endless mysteries. No one knows how long it has existed.

Soul Lock took the magic phone and sat on his own huge seat, turning into a surging black mist. Perhaps for him, this state can be regarded as a complete relaxation.

Not far away is a huge eyeball with a diameter of five meters. The tentacles condensed by the black mist are waving unconsciously. A black mist crystal is suspended in front of him, projecting a nearly solid light curtain with countless words on it. Sliding slowly.

The two former heads of the Divine Court of Doom get along well in the system space.

I should have understood the reality. Now we are all grasshoppers on a rope. Facing the existence of gods, even jumping around is meaningless. Since life cannot resist, why not try to accept it?

"Is there something wrong with this person?"

For some reason, the black scale suddenly let out a violent roar, breaking the silence of the system space.

The black fog incarnated by the soul lock swayed, and turned into a huge face, with a bit of a smile: "Oh, what happened to the great black-scale leader? What unpleasant things happened again? "

Hei Scale didn't care about the yin and yang of the soul lock, he was used to it, it would be strange if the soul lock was normal.

The tentacles waved and made a sound of tearing the air. If it was enough to break the space easily in Tianlan Continent, but unfortunately in the system space, it could only make a little sound. The space in this place is so stable to an absurd level, which makes people suspicious. Isn't the concept of "can be destroyed" removed directly.

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